Stale Coffee | Dylan O'Brien

18.

kora;

3:10 pm : October 6th, 2015. (Saturday)

Dylan told me he would be here in twenty minutes so I threw on black leggings and a white 'pink' branded hoodie. (They're amazing)

I heard the door open and Dylan call my name. "Coming!" I shouted waking down the steps. He looked my outfit up and down and a snarl accidentally formed on his face. "What? Do you not Li-" I began to ask but he cut me off. "It's whatever." He spun his keys on his thumb.

"Babe.." I put a hand on his shoulder. "No it's just, I was like- it'll make me feel better if you don't wear something that shows off your ass and..." He sighed and I pursed my lips backing up. "I'll go cha-" he cut me off once again. "We're gonna be late. Let's go." He groaned, still opening the doors for me. I leaned towards the window and the car was silent.

"I didn't know, alright?" I whispered, and his eyes darted from me to the road as he pulled into the set. "I just threw something on, I didn't mean to make you upset." He nodded but didn't respond, I just sighed and opened my door.

I walked over to him and took his hand, and he look down at me. "Your an actor, pretend you love me in front of your friends." I said cold heartedly. He pulled me to a stop in front of the entrance.

"Kora.." I looked at the ground before he took his thumb and tilted my head up. "I do love yo-" I rolled my eyes and he groaned. "What do you want from me? I love you, I do. I- I don't need to pretend that. But its not my fault that I get jealous." I nodded, then paused.

"I get it, and it's cute, but your going overboard! Just because I just threw leggings on, doesn't mean I wa-" he cut me off by kissing my lips short and softly. "I'm sorry." I looked down and smiled as we walked in together.

I looked up and saw an extra cast member smirking at me. Dylan noticed too, because he hissed and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I'm sorry." I whispered, he just shook his head as we walked over to Holland and Tyler.

"What's up with you guys?" holland asked slowly, I didn't want to bring it up, but Dylan told me to tell her. "I thought we resolved this literally 30 seconds ago." I looked up at him and his jaw tightened. "Yeah, that was before someone already looked at you."   "We'll be right back. " I smiled at them and dragged Dylan over to an unoccupied area.

"Are you serious." I whined, running my hand through my hair. "You saw him! Don't act like he didn't lo-" this time it was me cutting him off. "Yeah your right, and I'M the one who apologized. How many times do I have to say I'm sorry." I felt my eyes water as Dylan's expression turned to guilt.

I put my head in my hands and felt tears go. His arms wrapped around me, and at first, I was hesitant. I pushed on his chest. "Stop. I don't want comfort." I said quietly. Dylan sighed hugging me tighter and kissed my head as I slowly relaxed into him.  "I'm sorry.." I heard him say faintly.
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FUCK.
Just Reread and realized how good this book is.